Was the microphone too big for me,

it seemed to dwarf my

insignificant words, honest

yet of no consequence

to the world and its wife, only

Time, infinite wisdom that it provides,

would ever illuminate such a question

and give it a reasoned, considered answer;

conscious of the second hand moving, trivial

pursuit but in my heart

just another reason to love;

they have travelled a long way since

set down at school, the embarrassment

of being called names and sneered at by teachers,